Adorable Psychic Wife Of A Wealthy Man

The bed in Chapter 1256 is full of blood, terrible!

171 Arthur Avenue, Bronx.

In the end, Gong Siyu found Bai Feiran's home in the United States by looking for the route he had visited in his memory.

Sit on amazing property, but don't live in luxury houses or villas, and are crowded in such an unrecognizable, "dangerous building" for short.

This is an old tube building that feels like it will collapse at any time.

It should have been built in the last century and has a history of more than 50 years. Therefore, the entire building is extremely dilapidated, the paint surface is falling, the walls outside the building are painted with all kinds of graffiti, and there are only a few lights in the corridor. Suddenly, the dim light of aging wires is quiet and gloomy.

Wutian and Hongjun, two old men wearing black Tang suits, didn't understand how the two little boys brought them to such a place.

"Aren't you coming out for a date? What's going on in this...place?" Hongjun looked up at the tube tower, and wanted to use his spiritual power. "The old man thinks this place is too broken, so he has been repaired and repaired by magic... "

"Don't! Old ancestors, don't you, we are in a foreign country now, but not in our own turf. Even in our own turf, we can only change our own home. Didn't you say it was OK when you came? , Must not use spiritual power, just be an ordinary old man, let us serve you both, rest assured!" Lingyu quickly stopped.

"I told you it was not a date, you just don't believe it, we just came overnight to find clues about the disappearance of Bai Feiran and Liuyun." Gong Siyu counted the floors, and then said, "7010 on the seventh floor, I won't remember. Wrong, go, go up!"

Lingki hooked Wutian with one hand and Hongjun with the other, for fear that the two elders would suddenly run out of sight. He grinned, "Master, ancestor, please?"

The staircase in the tube building is a spiral staircase with an ancient wooden structure. The walls are moldy, the wallpaper is peeling off, and the air is filled with a strange mixed musty smell and some kind of stench. In short, it smells bad.

From time to time, mice and cockroaches can be seen running away.

When you step on the wooden stairs, you will make a weird creaking sound.

Lingsui has a delicate mind. When she lowered her head, she inadvertently discovered that there seemed to be many dark red footprints on the dark red wooden stairs covered with dust. They were like...blood footprints?

Along the narrow stairs, up to the seventh floor, the pale incandescent lamp flickered, as if it would go out at any time.

There are a total of 11 households on this floor, which is a ring-shaped apartment.

Lingyu followed behind Gong Siyu, stepping gently, and finally found the door number plate of 7010.

During the period, Linggui kept discovering that it had dried up, almost the same **** footprints as the dark red dark floor. Obviously, Gong Siyu had also found it.

There is no key, so Gong Siyu chose to pick the lock.

He asked Linggui to take a slender black pin clipped to his hair, then squatted in front of the black painted wooden door, aimed at the key hole, and prying for about thirty seconds, the lock opened.

"Disi, if anyone sees us picking the lock...will it call the police?"

Lingyu followed Gong Siyu into the dark room, fumbled for the light switch, and asked quietly.

"No, after Bai Feiran was retired and rich, he bought the whole building. He has been living here alone. This building is empty."

With a "click", the retro dim yellow light was turned on, and the whole simple but clean apartment was completely imprinted in the eyes of Lingyu and Gong Siyu. Wutian and Hongjun ancestors had no intention of "visiting" the apartment, but just stuck in there. At the door, each holding a mobile phone, discussing how to use it.

The apartment is very crowded. The sofa, old wine TV, kitchen and living room are all packed in a small space. There are two doors on the left and right sides, which are completely dark inside, making it impossible to see any details.

The white floor tiles have been covered with dust.

and also……

Shocking dry dark red blood footprints!

From entering the Tongzilou, going upstairs, to the seventh floor, Lingyu and Gongsiyu have seen a lot of these **** footprints.

It's just that the floor is dark red, so it's not obvious, and the dust and blood marks dry up, resulting in blur.

Wutian and Hongjun hang up high on the matter, Lingyu and Gong Siyu glanced at each other, and he was surprised to observe the eye-catching blood footprints on the white floor tiles, leading to behind the half-empty door on the left. .

The air seemed to be solidified, and it was eerie and strange.

Gong Siyu kicked open the half-open door, and scared the two old men at the door.

"Good boy, you can be lighter in the middle of the night!"

The ancestor Hongjun blew his beard and stared, and almost dropped the phone.

"Young people are like this." Wutian sneered coldly.

Miyajiyu's hand penetrated into the dark bathroom.

Then the light in the living room showed that it was a bathroom, just filled with heavy blood types.

After turning on the cold light in the bathroom, he saw the scene in the bathroom. Ling was surprised and raised his eyebrows. There was no fear in his eyes. Gong Siyu's sword eyebrows were frowned, and the phoenix eyes couldn't hide worry and solemnity.

The snow-white floor tiles are full of chaotic blood footprints, and the bathtub is even more terrifying!

The handprints stained with blood and dried up, the bathtub is full of blood that has been completely dried. It seems that a person once lay in the bathtub dying, but now he disappears.

"Disi, this..." Ling's cunning words stopped, and he observed the amount of blood in the bathtub for a moment. If an ordinary person shed so much blood, I am afraid that he would not survive at all. Is this Bai Feiran's blood?

"Quieer, look at the messy footprints on the ground." Gong Siyu squatted on the ground, calmly observing the messy **** footprints, and analyzed, "It should be the owner of this footprint that entered the bathroom first and lay in the bathtub. Later, he dragged his severely injured body and left the bathroom..." Gong Siyu’s phoenix eyes condensed, sharp, "The bath towel on the towel rack is gone, and it can be seen that the footprints are walking out again... They are exactly the same footprints, from the same person. ."

Gong Siyu stood up as he said, walked out of the bathroom, and Lingyu followed.

"The living room and kitchen are all crowded into this small space. After leaving the bathroom, the footprints suddenly disappeared because he stepped on the carpet." Gong Siyu pointed to the old black carpet that was moth-eaten.

"Because the place is too small, one step away from the bathroom, he can step directly on the carpet... He seems to have been sitting on the sofa for a while, but there is no blood stain on the sofa. No, there is not much blood, only on the edge of the sofa. I got some because he wrapped himself in a bath towel, or blocked a bleeding wound to stop the bleeding."

Gong Siyu walked around the coffee table in front of the sofa, and finally stopped in front of another room opposite the bathroom.

The door is still hidden.

"There are no footprints, because the blood on the soles of the shoes has been wiped clean on the ground."

When the words were over, Gong Siyu opened the concealed door.

"I remember, this is his bedroom."

Gong Siyu fumbled and found the light switch, and as he said, the last place where the owner of the blood footprint appeared was the two-meter bed with many dry dark blood stains.

(End of this chapter)